Out to a funeral. Or something. Bad Excuse, I know.
Days until:
I affirm to you all the Macca goodness: 6
I (hopefully) sleep and write a lot... probably not in that order: 16
I (hopefully) start losing weight from so much walking: 17
I'm reunited with a dear friend: 18
I affirm to you all the Macca goodness: 6
I (hopefully) sleep and write a lot... probably not in that order: 16
I (hopefully) start losing weight from so much walking: 17
I'm reunited with a dear friend: 18